Dissolve by L.V. Hunter Page B

little too low, the rock-hard ridge there startling me. He pulls away from the kiss, hissing lowly.
    “Shit. This is what you do to me, lioness. I didn’t want you to know that.”
    I can’t even feel my blush with how hot my body has gotten at this point.
    “S-So what?” I manage. “I bet you get them all the time.”
    “Not like this. Not with anyone else. It’s like this every time I see you smile, or laugh. Moral of the story; I’m a sick fucking perv and you deserve better.”
    “But I’m not -” My voice cracks. “Me? Why me? I’m not your type.”
    “You are exactly my type,” he groans. “You’ve always been -”
    He stops himself, his expression pained; whether from the tension in his jeans or some internal emotional conflict, I can’t tell.
    “Everything I touch I ruin,” He continues. “And I refuse to ruin you.”
    I lean and kiss him again, that same wildfire rushing through my veins - hotter and hotter with every second our lips touch. I pull away.
    “What if I want you to ruin me?”
    He stares at me for only a moment, and the next second I’m on my back, my hands undoing the zipper of his fly and his fingers unclasping my bra expertly. Pure adrenaline shoots through me as his thumbs glance under my bra and over my nipples. He pulls me in for another kiss, this one so much softer than the last, yet darker. He bites at my bottom lip, pulling it gently, and the pleasure-pain jolts me down to my core. This can’t be happening. Kai Jackson can’t want me as much as I want him. But a sick, small part of me knows he’ll leave. A part of me knows this is him just using me like he uses every other girl. But I want to be used by this beautiful boy. I want to be touched by him, loved by him, if only for a few moments, and if only in an illusion. I want to be loved by someone - I want the horrible memories to be replaced by better ones. It’s not much, but this is a start.
    And right now, it feels like the end, too. It’s everything. Everything warm and amazing in the world, everything I’ve been missing. He kisses a trail down my neck, to my collarbone, and I pull my shirt over my head. He sucks in a sharp breath as his two-tone eyes take in my breasts, and I start to cover them when he smirks.
    “Here, let’s make it even.”
    He pulls his shirt off, every inch of his glorious olive-tone chest revealed in the low-light. It’s toned and lean, and begs to be touched. I run my hands over him, and he chuckles in low approval. He leans in and kisses his way up my stomach, to the bottom of my breasts, and envelopes one of my nipples with his hot mouth. And then suddenly, he’s everywhere - his mouth and tongue tracing patterns in my skin, his fingers pulling my hips closer and my pants down.
    “For the record,” He laughs. “I think these are adorable.”
    I flush. “Shut up.”
    “Seriously,” He leans up and kisses me under my ear, sending a tingle through my whole body. “Just like you.”
    “I don’t want -” I struggle to breathe. “I don’t want to be adorable. I want to be sexy like… like all the other -”
    I chew on my lip, reality seeping through a little. Like all the other girls, I want to finish. A frown mars Kai’s beautiful face, and he puts his hands on either side of my face.
    “I told you, lioness - you’re the only one. You always have been.”
    I can’t resist his lips. I kiss him with everything I have, and his soft groan against my lips makes my body burn hotter.
    “My name is Evelyn,” I insist. “You can say it.”
    “I do,” He breathes. “I have. I’ve said it over and over again, when no one’s around. Shit - I’ve said it every night since I saw you in the club.”
    “Say it now,” I whisper. To my surprise, he pins my wrists together with one of his hands and bites my neck, not hard enough to break skin, but just hard enough to remind me I’m his. He kisses the bite immediately, as if to apologize for something I liked in the first